I feel as though it has been a long time since I have sat down to write one of these journals and even as I’m writing, I feel overwhelmed with emotion. I am still in Minneapolis, I live off-campus in a studio apartment by myself and have begun online classes again this past week. I have mixed feelings about these online classes; on the one hand, the social engagement that comes from video chatting and seeing everyone helps, yet, on the other hand, everything still feels very surreal and I still feel very isolated and removed from everyone else. One of my classes is not even doing video classes. My other classes are going okay, but it still all feels very surreal. I would be lying if I said I have been making art in this time as I have no painting-based classes and to make work right now seems like an impossible feat. I miss all the wonderful individuals I’ve worked with this semester at all my placements and I often find myself wondering how they are doing and I get really sad if I think about it too much. At this point, I just try to FaceTime my mom as much as possible so that I can see my nephew, I watched him take his first steps last night [Saturday 4/4] and hearing is laugh warms my heart. Hopefully, next week will be better and I send my love to everyone wherever you may be.